Even after Her Death by Rita Bond

Chapter 510 A Difficult Labor

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When I said those words, the man didn’t stop walking. Instead, he quickened his pace. He casually replied, “Ms. Sander, bear with it. This isn’t the time for you to give birth. If we stop now, we’re as good as dead.”

Something felt off. This man didn’t care about my life or death at all; it seemed like he was in a rush to get me somewhere.

A sense of unease grew in my heart. The dead man wasn’t the traitor–he was!

He was a spy sent by that madwoman, tasked with transferring me onto a ship at the port while Sergio wasn’t around.

Because of the labor pains, sweat was pouring down my forehead like beads.

Feigning agony to dull his vigilance, I slowly slid the knife hidden in my sleeve into my hand.

To him, I was just a heavily pregnant woman about to give birth. His attention was focused ahead and on the surroundings.

He didn’t notice when I swung my arm, driving the knife deep into his chest.

Blood spurted out with a “splat,” splashing across my face. I was terrified, but I had no choice.

If he took me away, I wouldn’t die, but living would be worse than death.

I had no choice but to take the risk.

The sudden stab caught him off guard, and the pain caused him to instinctively throw me aside.

I was prepared for this, bracing myself to fall on my back while protecting my stomach.

When I hit the ground, I turned to my side. The impact primarily affected my left arm, but the pain was insignificant compared to the contractions.

I endured the agony and scrambled to my feet. Ignoring the amniotic fluid pooling beneath me and the sweat soaking my body, I held my belly and desperately fled the scene.

To my horror, the man got back up. He seemed to realize I intended to kill him and wasn’t about to let me go. Covered in blood, he lunged toward me.

I panicked. Move, legs! Run!

At that moment, a gunshot rang out.

a spray of blood as he

“Coco.”

of water had already formed beneath my feet. I looked at Sergio

“Alright, we need to find a place

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anticipated I’d go into

up in his arms. “Hold

clung to his clothes, forcing myself to endure the intense pain, and

you buy us

away just now, but luckily, I made it back in time. If they don’t get

bed. “Unfortunately, the doctor was just killed.

“But…

else. Just treat me as a doctor. Right now, you and the babies‘ lives are the priority. I’ll go get some hot water. Get yourself ready and take off your pants.”

pregnant woman, the thought of undressing in front of a man, especially a stranger, was

the little rabbit toy in my hands, I twisted its ears

“Carl … ”

matter most. Don’t worry–I don’t mind. Hang on, I’ll be there soon! Just hold

be worrying about propriety! Focus on keeping yourself and the babies safe.”

bedsheet tightly. Sweat and amniotic

the doctor to assess whether I could deliver naturally or would need a C- section. He had promised that everything

its way of throwing plans into chaos. Who could’ve predicted I’d end up giving birth

skin was dark, her outstretched hands thin and shriveled, covered

me, “Coco, this elder has

finally let out a breath

“Alright.”

hear someone coming. I need to guard the area. You must hold on.”

a gun, instructing me to

spoke in the local dialect, which I couldn’t

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her fingers, she seemed to indicate that I was fully dilated and that